Chapter Nineteen of The Velveteen Tortoise is now available.
Luna the Baby Bunny
Howie’s looking at me and his mouth twists, like he’s tasting something off-putting and can’t pinpoint the ickyness. “You listenin’ to other folks’ ideas?”
I nod. “Yeah. Didn’t I always…”
I’m look from Jo to Howie. They both are glaring at me.
“Fine.” I huff. “I’ve grown as a person and I’m listening now. Whaddya got for me, Howie?”
“That candy of yours’s too sweet.”
“Too sweet?” I echo back like an idiot.
Because I never, ever thought Howie could be a nice kid and—
“Kinda gross sweet,” he says as he makes a gagging noise. “You know, it tastes like that crap the communal mess cooks use to cover up whatever rank food we still gotta eat.”
“Ah. Noted. Less sweet. Thank you for telling me what you want.”
Howie shrugs and walks off. “Yah never bothered asking.”
“Got it.” Feeling like a fool, I turn back to Jo and point my thumb over my shoulder. “That’s Howie saying ‘you’re welcome.’”
Jo narrows her eyes at me. “Right. He’s just spewing gratitude.”
I nod. “He’s a good kid.”
But not a nice kid. Definitely not nice.
And I kinda adore him…